osed to be at that present domiciled, proceeded
to give descriptions of those whom she saw there, of the looks of
the country and of the house.

And _such_ descriptions, as much like the truth as a ton of "T"
rail is like a boiled custard.

By asking leading questions the seeker after clairvoyant
knowledge got some very original information. He only began this
course after he found that she, if left to herself, could
describe nothing, and could utter no speech more coherent or
sensible than that already set down as coming from her illustrious lips.

In fact, the policy of the clairvoyant-witch in every case, is to
wait for leading questions from the anxious inquirer, so that the
answers may be framed to suit the exigencies of the case.
Johannes was not slow to perceive this, and by way of testing the
science, or rather, art of clairvoyance, he put a series of
questions which established the following interesting facts, all
of which were positively averred to be true by Mrs. Hayes, "that
superior and wonderful clairvoyant."

Minnesota Territory is a small town situated 911 miles south-east
of the mouth of the Mississippi River--its officers are a chief
cook and 23 high privates, besides the younger brother of
Shakspeare, who is the Mayor of the Territory, and whose
principal business it is to keep the American flag at half-mast,
upside down.

When this last important information had been elicited, Johannes,
who thought he had got the worth of his money, recalled Dr.
Hayes, who reappeared, surrounded by the same old atmosphere of
the same old onions; to him the customer resigned the hand of the
twaddling adult baby who had held his hand for an hour and a
half, paid his dollar, and then prepared to depart.

The soul of the woman then returned from its long journey, and
was locked up in its squirmy body by the Doctor, ready to serve
future customers at one dollar a head.

She didn't seem glad to get her soul back again, there probably
not being enough to give her any great joy, after she had got it.

Johannes turned moodily away, feeling that the conjuress, his
future bride, the renovator of his broken fortunes, and the ready
relief to his present necessities, was as far distant as ever.

CHAPTER IX.

Tells all about Mrs. Seymour, the Clairvoyant, of No. 110 Spring
Street, and what she had to say.

CHAPTER IX.

MRS. SEYMOUR, CLAIRVOYANT, No. 110 SPRING STREET.

This woman is at the same time